Ripples in still water

In my mind, your memory glows with the gold of a New Mexico sunshine

Inside my heart, it beats a rhythm to the tunes playing loudly inside my head

Hearing your voice, holding you close, making me feel alive and not yet still or dead

I was once a hand me down lover, someone who was cast aside and broken

But now I am better, unharmed and uncaring that no words were spoken

And perhaps it was best you really don’t care, as I still breathe the air without choking

Ripples of dreams jump up out of the water

Ripples of dreams came into view, although the water laid still

No wind, no stones no pebble tossed or spoken, nothing here can break my will

I once reached out to your hand, you said it was over

My cup runneth over, but you let it run empty again and again

Somehow the trust we had was broken, it was like time began the pain all over again

In my life there are fountains and mountains, one is youth and one is strength

Not made of hands of men, but by a blessed soul whose name is often spoken

My Savior, my Jesus Christ, has reached out and grabbed my trembling hands

My mind sees the dawn and dark of night as well as the light of every morning

No road, no highway to follow as my path is mine alone to travel and go home

So let it be known that with every step I take, my heart sings a tune that is bad to the bone

I chose to lead instead of walking behind you and follow your footsteps

I know who will stand and guide me down the path to take me home again

If I fall I know I will not be alone as I can reach out my hand to someone who is always there and cares